Twisted Mumbles Poetryby jeseca Lowell

I sat at the counter with the world going on around meBut I didn't really notice the man coughingOr the woman tapping too loudly on her computer.I got lost in memories of jumping out of cars.I was distracted by moments that have been gone for some time now and it was all right.I realize that not all that much has changed since then,not really because I still prefer to sit by myself.I have the best intentions to be the best adult.I am going to get things done, going to check off all these things I list for myself and I have checked quite a fewbut I know that I prefer the quiet.

I have the greatest determination.I will conquer my demons.I will stand on the highest mountain,Proclaiming that I can do anything and I willbut the introvert in me pulls on my sleeve like a child.I need peace, calm, to be my only company sometimes.I like to listen to folk music and dream, just dream.In my life those have been the things that have grounded me but sometimes the man coughing distracts me.

I find myself getting too involved with tapping too loudly.I get distracted by noises that don't really mattereven though I have the best intentions to heal the world around me, to be the hero that someone needs.My father once told me that I was too stubborn for my own good, that I my will could outlast a beast.It makes me laugh now sitting here at this counter,knowing that he was right even when I stomped my feet.​I do not give in and I won't give upbut these days I walk away because I can,because not all battles need to be foughtand sometimes we all need to lose.I sat in that chair and smiled at the world around me,remembering and forgetting and letting go...